In the quiet of the morning light,
Whispers of rebirth softly call,
The earth awakens from its night,
As Easter spreads its gentle thrall.
The flowers bloom in vibrant hues,
A tapestry of nature’s art,
Renewed by rain and morning dews,
Reflecting hope in every heart.
Childrenâs laughter fills the air,
As eggs of color hide and seek,
A symbol of the love we share,
In every smile and every cheek.
So let us gather, hand in hand,
Embrace the promise of the day,
For Easter’s light across the land
Guides us on our hopeful way.